This story follows on from the Janet and John do Femdom – with Fur F/M story which was left without a finish, well Janet had been satisfied the once and John was in no position to affect how the evening was going to continue. I’ll probably add a few more chapters to that story in the future but we pick up Janet and John’s lives a few weeks later.
A typical suburban scene, breakfast found Janet and John in their dining room, John munching on his cornflakes and Janet enjoying a bagel with jam. “I’ve got something to tell you” said John, “oh go on” said Janet, noticing John’s rather serious look. “You know we have had a lovely time exploring my, or possibly our fur obsession and you’ve spent quite a lot of money to provide me, or possibly both of us with a lovely new dimension to our love lives….” Oh I wonder where this statement is heading asked Janet to herself. “You know we said that all this expense would be covered by my annual bonus and that the team have reached their targets and so it should be a formality, well my boss “Big T” in classic corporate bullshit mode has decided to “stretch” our targets and we may not get our bonuses”. “That doesn’t seem very fair” said Janet. “Oh it gets worse” replied John “Thomas has decided the business can spend money on a motivational team building exercise and not our bonuses, so we are being sent to some dreary provincial town (the reader can add in the actual location..) for 2 days of assessments and bonding. “Is that the type of bonding we’ve been practicing over the last few weeks” asked Janet mischievously. “I’m glad you see a funny side” said John. “I’m not sure if this lightens the mood or not but Mr T’s secretary, Sharon has booked us all into this mid range hotel, which apparently is hosting a Comic Con event at the same time. I somewhat showed my age in the office, by not knowing what a Comic Con is”. “I think its where people attend a Convention – hence the ‘con’ dressed up as their favourite characters from comics” replied Janet. “Oh great, so now we’ll have loads of mickey mouses and pluto’s hogging the breakfast buffet” responded John, looking even more dejected. Well maybe if there was a big of hogging, leading to some hog tieing and maybe making insufferable, arrogant managers eat out of dog bowls, then maybe something positive might emerge from such an event, mused Janet.
“Don’t worry John” replied Janet I’m sure it won’t be all that bad and you never know, if Big T has a world changing experience at your team building event, you never know, the bonus’s might be paid.” “Oh I do love you so much” replied John “not only have you introduced us to a fantastic new area of our sex lives, but you always look on the bright side of every situation. Anyway better go and brush my teeth and then be off for another days grind in Corporate world”. I love you too, John” replied Janet as she took another bite out of her bagel, now I wonder if I can have an influence over this Boss of Johns. Maybe this Comic Con event can act as some sort of cover to gain an advantage over him, let me think, now I wonder…. Janet thought back to a fancy dress event which she and John had attended a few years ago, they went, somewhat tamely as Jack and Jill (from the nursery rhyme, whereas Tina had taken an altogether more racy approach to dressing up. I wonder if Tina still has that costume and it’s accessories stored away somewhere thought Janet. Well I need to crack on and get to work myself, but maybe if I message Tina (who was away working a long haul flight) and ask, then on the way home I can pop into her flat and see if the outfit will fit me.
Story to continue, look forward to your comments.
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Janet and John do Femdom – Horrible Bosses F/M
Here's part 2 of the Horrible Bosses story. Hope you enjoy. Depending on the responses more to come. D
A few weeks later John was in the queue to check into the Hotel with his boss “Big T” and the rest of the team plus associated comic characters and indeed there were a lot of mickey and minnie mouses. As per usual his boss was making a lot of noise – “Right you lot, I’m booked into a Corporate Suite and you are all in basic rooms in the annex” he stated as he was receiving his keys from the receptionist. Just as this transaction concluded the doors to the reception area swooshed open and the clacking of high heels on solid floor could be heard. A lot of people turned their heads and there was a visible ooh as eyes were cast over a very formidable and sexy Cat Woman character, in a skin tight black outfit and face covering mask, single tail whip coiled and secured to her waist, high heeled black “fuck me” boots completing the ensemble and this particular Cat Woman was trailing a small wheeled suitcase and heading directly towards the lifts.
“Wow, these next couple of days may not be so dreary after all” stuttered “Big T” gathering his own case and making a beeline towards the lifts himself, arriving just in time to catch the same lift as the delicious Cat Woman. I think I recognize those boots thought John, I have spent quiet a lot of the last couple of weeks paying homage to them when my lovely wife’s feet were in them, oh no, I wonder if that is who I think it is behind the mask.
Meanwhile as the lift doors were closing Big T got a closer look of Cat Woman and was not disappointed, realizing that there was a perfect figure covered by the black leathery outfit. “Well hello Miss Cat Woman, what a pleasure” drawled Big T. “Depends what you think of as pleasure” responded Cat Woman, staring almost directly through Big T. “Well er…” stuttered Big T lost for words, perhaps for the first time in his life. “What’s the matter, Mr big bad business man, Cat got your tongue?” said Cat Woman advancing towards Big T and taking his tie in a firm grasp, “Urm, well, err no” continued Big T. Just then the lift bell announced the arrival of the lift on the Executive floor. “This is my floor Miss Cat Woman”. “What a co-incidence, this is mine also” responded Cat Woman. Strange thought Big T, his brain starting to regain traction, I don’t remember her checking in, maybe she did so before we arrived. As they stepped out of the lift Big T managed to form a coherent sentence “Would you like to come to my room for a drink Miss Cat Woman”. “Why do you think you might want to try and take advantage of this kitty” responded Cat Wioman “be careful what you wish for Mr Businessman this cat may have to show her claws”. Wow thought Big T, I need to maintain my composure if I am to get anywhere with this exotic creature as he rushed along the hotel corridor counting down the rooms until he reached his suite. “Please come inside and we can inspect the contents of the mini bar”. Cat Woman gave Big T a dismissive look, “The mini bar may be okay for starters, but this Kitty needs to lap up some quality champagne, best get onto room service and get some ordered pronto”. Big T without further consideration rushed to the in-house phone and without looking at the Room Service menu barked down the phone for the best (eg most expensive) Champagne the Hotel could offer.
While he was doing this Cat Woman had opened the fridge and taken two miniatures of whiskey out and was pouring the contents into the attendant tumblers. “Wait one minute” said Big T remembering that he needed to perform a “pre match ritual” “I’ll be right back” as he headed off into the bathroom. Oh good thought Cat Woman that makes things easier as she slipped a clear fluid into one of the glasses.
In the bathroom Big T looked in the mirror and thought Wow, this could be a night to remember, now for a bit of performance enhancement. Reaching into his pocket he took out a packet of little blue pills. How many of these Viagra should I take, oh sod it have a couple he thought recklessly downing the little pills of action and following with a slurp of water. He re-entered the bed room area, seeing Cat Woman lounging on the bed, striking a very provocative pose. “Well, Mr Businessman I hope you are fit and ready for a night of action” said Cat Woman looking rather disdainfully at the rather flabby and unfit Big T. “Don’t you worry about my performance luvvie” said Big T rather lecherously “I’ve taken precautions”. What a strange turn of phrase, thought Cat Woman, oh well “Here Mr Businessman” said Cat Woman passing Big T one of the tumblers with whiskey and the clear fluid mixed in it “Lets toast to a night of action”. “Most definitely” replied Big T downing the whiskey in one big gulp, thinking this demonstrated his manliness “Now where were we, come here Miss Kitty and lets start to play”. Big T advanced towards Cat Woman who looked rather scornfully at Big T and just as he reached out to grab her his vision dimmed and the next moment Big T was almost in slow motion sliding towards the plush carpet of the Executive Suite.
Wow that liquid sedative that Steve the Pharmacist supplied me from the Hospital dispensary certainly did the trick thought Cat Woman (as you might already have guessed this was Janet in her friend Tina’s Cat Woman outfit) although I did quadruple the recommended dose. Now to get busy. Janet quickly stripped the king size bed of its covering leaving pillows and a nicely fitted white cotton sheet. Janet then tried to lift the unconscious figure of Big T onto the bed. Bugger, thought Janet I didn’t think he was going to be such a big fat slob, this is going to be tricky. Just then there was a polite knock at the door and a call of “Room Service”. Janet went to answer and standing there was an attractive member of the Hotel staff and from her badge pinned to her very full chest she went by the name of Sharon. “Champagne and we assumed 2 glasses” said Sharon. “You assumed correctly” replied Janet “please come in”. As Sharon bought the champagne in she noticed the scene of devastation, a slumbering Big T and disassembled bed. “It looks like your companion has taken a bit of a turn” said Sharon casting a gaze at Janets enticing outfit “and looking at you I can understand why - but fear not he does seem to have a bit of an erection”. Both women looked at Big T’s trousers to confirm that although he was “out for the count” there was some sort of action going on in his trouser region.
“Would it be impolite if I asked you to help me get my companion a bit more comfortable” asked Janet. “Its all part of the service we offer” replied Sharon “would you like “Sir” on the bed”. “Either that or locked in the room safe, but I don’t think he would fit” replied Janet, both women had a bit of a giggle at the thought of a captive Big T and so Sharon assisted Janet in getting T onto the bed, lying on his back, roughly in the middle of the bed. “Thank you Sharon much appreciated” said Janet. “ No problem” replied Sharon “please remember we offer a turn down service, should you need it” and with that Sharon retreated from the Suite leaving Big T alone with Janet. Now to business thought Janet as she lifted her case onto the dressing table and upon opening it removed a number of items she had purchased from the local hardware store. I’m not going to use the lovely leather restraints that I use on John mused Janet, not for this slob, cable ties are the tool of choice and with this she tightly secured a cable tie round each of T’s wrists and ankles and through these she secured loosely longer ties that she secured round the feet of the bed, pulling T into a classic loose spread eagle. Just as Janet was finishing T started to stir, “perfect timing” thought Janet and to aid T’s recovery she refilled one of the tumblers with water from the bathroom and liberally doused T’s face to aid his return to consciousness.
“Welcome back to the land of the living” purred Janet/Cat Woman “you seem to have got yourself into a bit of a tricky situation Mr Businessman, but a situation that will allow this Kitty to play” and with this Catwoman traced one of her leather gloved hands along T’s thigh and up to his very obvious trouser bulge. “Why Mr Businessman you do seem please to see me”. “Damn right I do” said T “come on Kitty, show me how you get out of that fantastic outfit so I can give you a good seeing to!” “Now, now Mr Businessman” responded Catwoman “I don’t think you are in any position to place demands”. It was at this juncture that T realised that he was loosely secured hand and foot to the bed “Wow kinky stuff, I like kinky” he said. You may like kinky now, mused Janet but in a while you may well be changing your mind. “lets look to make you a little bit more uncomfortable” purred Cat Woman. “Oh bring it on baby” replied T as Janet slowly moved round the bed, tightening the cable ties that secured T’s wrists and legs to the bed. “Er, Cat Woman this is getting a bit uncomfortable” responded T “could you loosen the cable ties a bit?” “Afraid not” hissed Catwoman “don’t you know that cable ties can’t be “loosened”. They can only be cut off and I have no intention of releasing you for a while”. “Oh that doesn’t seem fair” Whined T as Cat Woman returned to her case and delved around finally finding what she was looking for and from behind the lid lifted into T’s eyeline a pair of surgical safety scissors. “Oh good girl, you’ve seen sense” stated T with a sigh. “Oh I don’t think so” replied Catwoman stealthily moving back to the bed “its time to see what lies beneath these rather tacky outer clothes” and with that she started to cut around the cuff of T’s right sleeve, leaving the cuff as a form of cushion to the tightly tied cable tie (I’m not a complete bitch though Janet) and starting to cut up the sleeve with a plan to completely remove T’s shirt. “Hey, stop that, this shirt is from the Marks and Spencer “Finest” range” complained T “I think you should stop and untie me I don’t feel very comfortable”. “If you don’t feel very comfortable now, just wait until I have you completely naked and tied to this bed – apart from you shirt cuffs and maybe a couple of inches of sock where your ankle ties are” replied Catwoman. “I’ll shout for help” replied T almost desperately “I imagine that housekeeping woman that bought the champagne can’t be far away – help..HELP SOMEBODY HELP ME” cried out T at the top of his voice. T continued calling out as Catwoman scornfully stared at him and turned back to her suitcase and again after a short rummage returned to sit on the bed besides T’s head. “Bad Mr Businessman, we can’t have all this noise, it will upset the other guests” Scolded Catwoman and with a flourish Janet showed T what she had in one hand, this was half of a large car washing sponge, again purchased from the hardware store “You wouldn’t da…” screamed T as Janet rammed the sponge into his mouth, pressing down firmly until the sponge had reached all the corners of his mouth and was bulging out his cheeks in quite a ridiculous fashion. All Janet could hear was “Mmph, mmphing” and see angry eyes from T. “And to complete the look” said Janet “this” and with that from her other hand T saw Janet furnish a large roll of industrial strength masking tape. “Hold tight Mr Businessman” said Catwoman “time to make your silence a bit more permanent” and with that with a very alarming ripping sound Janet wrapped the masking tape multiple times round T’s lower head trapping the sponge in his mouth.
T started madly thrashing at this point trying to break free of his restraints. “Come on Mr Businessman, you can try harder than that” said Catwoman “come on this Kitty needs to be entertained”. Leaving T thrashing on the bed Janet went into the bathroom and returned with one of the washing flannels. “Time for me not to see those angry eyes anymore” purred Catwoman as she held T’s head and placed the cloth over his eyes and again he heard (But didn’t see) the ripping of the masking tape as it was professionally wound around his head, securing the cloth over his eyes, completely removing his sight. Now to continue skinning this particular trapped animal thought Janet and after a while and a lot of safety scissoring she was looking at a heap of shredded male clothing on the floor and a rather unsightly vision of a completely naked T, apart from his sponge gag, flannel blindfold and cable tie-cuff wrists and cable tie-sock segment ankles along with a quite considerable stiffy. My, he must be into this kinky stuff if he still has a hard on after I’ve trussed him up like this thought Janet, but just as she was thinking this thought she saw in the remnants of his clothing a shiny slither of tinfoil, bending down Janet retrieved a blister pack of tablets and on closer inspection she saw the, we suppose only to be expected wording Viagra – only to be used under safe circumstances. What could be more safer with the recipient securely tied to the bed muffled and with his sight removed chucked Janet.
Just then, there was a knock at the door “Room Service” called out a familiar voice…
Well I’ll leave the story there. I suppose on a bit of a cliff hanger. If anyone would like to offer a way forward I will look forward to reading it. D
A few weeks later John was in the queue to check into the Hotel with his boss “Big T” and the rest of the team plus associated comic characters and indeed there were a lot of mickey and minnie mouses. As per usual his boss was making a lot of noise – “Right you lot, I’m booked into a Corporate Suite and you are all in basic rooms in the annex” he stated as he was receiving his keys from the receptionist. Just as this transaction concluded the doors to the reception area swooshed open and the clacking of high heels on solid floor could be heard. A lot of people turned their heads and there was a visible ooh as eyes were cast over a very formidable and sexy Cat Woman character, in a skin tight black outfit and face covering mask, single tail whip coiled and secured to her waist, high heeled black “fuck me” boots completing the ensemble and this particular Cat Woman was trailing a small wheeled suitcase and heading directly towards the lifts.
“Wow, these next couple of days may not be so dreary after all” stuttered “Big T” gathering his own case and making a beeline towards the lifts himself, arriving just in time to catch the same lift as the delicious Cat Woman. I think I recognize those boots thought John, I have spent quiet a lot of the last couple of weeks paying homage to them when my lovely wife’s feet were in them, oh no, I wonder if that is who I think it is behind the mask.
Meanwhile as the lift doors were closing Big T got a closer look of Cat Woman and was not disappointed, realizing that there was a perfect figure covered by the black leathery outfit. “Well hello Miss Cat Woman, what a pleasure” drawled Big T. “Depends what you think of as pleasure” responded Cat Woman, staring almost directly through Big T. “Well er…” stuttered Big T lost for words, perhaps for the first time in his life. “What’s the matter, Mr big bad business man, Cat got your tongue?” said Cat Woman advancing towards Big T and taking his tie in a firm grasp, “Urm, well, err no” continued Big T. Just then the lift bell announced the arrival of the lift on the Executive floor. “This is my floor Miss Cat Woman”. “What a co-incidence, this is mine also” responded Cat Woman. Strange thought Big T, his brain starting to regain traction, I don’t remember her checking in, maybe she did so before we arrived. As they stepped out of the lift Big T managed to form a coherent sentence “Would you like to come to my room for a drink Miss Cat Woman”. “Why do you think you might want to try and take advantage of this kitty” responded Cat Wioman “be careful what you wish for Mr Businessman this cat may have to show her claws”. Wow thought Big T, I need to maintain my composure if I am to get anywhere with this exotic creature as he rushed along the hotel corridor counting down the rooms until he reached his suite. “Please come inside and we can inspect the contents of the mini bar”. Cat Woman gave Big T a dismissive look, “The mini bar may be okay for starters, but this Kitty needs to lap up some quality champagne, best get onto room service and get some ordered pronto”. Big T without further consideration rushed to the in-house phone and without looking at the Room Service menu barked down the phone for the best (eg most expensive) Champagne the Hotel could offer.
While he was doing this Cat Woman had opened the fridge and taken two miniatures of whiskey out and was pouring the contents into the attendant tumblers. “Wait one minute” said Big T remembering that he needed to perform a “pre match ritual” “I’ll be right back” as he headed off into the bathroom. Oh good thought Cat Woman that makes things easier as she slipped a clear fluid into one of the glasses.
In the bathroom Big T looked in the mirror and thought Wow, this could be a night to remember, now for a bit of performance enhancement. Reaching into his pocket he took out a packet of little blue pills. How many of these Viagra should I take, oh sod it have a couple he thought recklessly downing the little pills of action and following with a slurp of water. He re-entered the bed room area, seeing Cat Woman lounging on the bed, striking a very provocative pose. “Well, Mr Businessman I hope you are fit and ready for a night of action” said Cat Woman looking rather disdainfully at the rather flabby and unfit Big T. “Don’t you worry about my performance luvvie” said Big T rather lecherously “I’ve taken precautions”. What a strange turn of phrase, thought Cat Woman, oh well “Here Mr Businessman” said Cat Woman passing Big T one of the tumblers with whiskey and the clear fluid mixed in it “Lets toast to a night of action”. “Most definitely” replied Big T downing the whiskey in one big gulp, thinking this demonstrated his manliness “Now where were we, come here Miss Kitty and lets start to play”. Big T advanced towards Cat Woman who looked rather scornfully at Big T and just as he reached out to grab her his vision dimmed and the next moment Big T was almost in slow motion sliding towards the plush carpet of the Executive Suite.
Wow that liquid sedative that Steve the Pharmacist supplied me from the Hospital dispensary certainly did the trick thought Cat Woman (as you might already have guessed this was Janet in her friend Tina’s Cat Woman outfit) although I did quadruple the recommended dose. Now to get busy. Janet quickly stripped the king size bed of its covering leaving pillows and a nicely fitted white cotton sheet. Janet then tried to lift the unconscious figure of Big T onto the bed. Bugger, thought Janet I didn’t think he was going to be such a big fat slob, this is going to be tricky. Just then there was a polite knock at the door and a call of “Room Service”. Janet went to answer and standing there was an attractive member of the Hotel staff and from her badge pinned to her very full chest she went by the name of Sharon. “Champagne and we assumed 2 glasses” said Sharon. “You assumed correctly” replied Janet “please come in”. As Sharon bought the champagne in she noticed the scene of devastation, a slumbering Big T and disassembled bed. “It looks like your companion has taken a bit of a turn” said Sharon casting a gaze at Janets enticing outfit “and looking at you I can understand why - but fear not he does seem to have a bit of an erection”. Both women looked at Big T’s trousers to confirm that although he was “out for the count” there was some sort of action going on in his trouser region.
“Would it be impolite if I asked you to help me get my companion a bit more comfortable” asked Janet. “Its all part of the service we offer” replied Sharon “would you like “Sir” on the bed”. “Either that or locked in the room safe, but I don’t think he would fit” replied Janet, both women had a bit of a giggle at the thought of a captive Big T and so Sharon assisted Janet in getting T onto the bed, lying on his back, roughly in the middle of the bed. “Thank you Sharon much appreciated” said Janet. “ No problem” replied Sharon “please remember we offer a turn down service, should you need it” and with that Sharon retreated from the Suite leaving Big T alone with Janet. Now to business thought Janet as she lifted her case onto the dressing table and upon opening it removed a number of items she had purchased from the local hardware store. I’m not going to use the lovely leather restraints that I use on John mused Janet, not for this slob, cable ties are the tool of choice and with this she tightly secured a cable tie round each of T’s wrists and ankles and through these she secured loosely longer ties that she secured round the feet of the bed, pulling T into a classic loose spread eagle. Just as Janet was finishing T started to stir, “perfect timing” thought Janet and to aid T’s recovery she refilled one of the tumblers with water from the bathroom and liberally doused T’s face to aid his return to consciousness.
“Welcome back to the land of the living” purred Janet/Cat Woman “you seem to have got yourself into a bit of a tricky situation Mr Businessman, but a situation that will allow this Kitty to play” and with this Catwoman traced one of her leather gloved hands along T’s thigh and up to his very obvious trouser bulge. “Why Mr Businessman you do seem please to see me”. “Damn right I do” said T “come on Kitty, show me how you get out of that fantastic outfit so I can give you a good seeing to!” “Now, now Mr Businessman” responded Catwoman “I don’t think you are in any position to place demands”. It was at this juncture that T realised that he was loosely secured hand and foot to the bed “Wow kinky stuff, I like kinky” he said. You may like kinky now, mused Janet but in a while you may well be changing your mind. “lets look to make you a little bit more uncomfortable” purred Cat Woman. “Oh bring it on baby” replied T as Janet slowly moved round the bed, tightening the cable ties that secured T’s wrists and legs to the bed. “Er, Cat Woman this is getting a bit uncomfortable” responded T “could you loosen the cable ties a bit?” “Afraid not” hissed Catwoman “don’t you know that cable ties can’t be “loosened”. They can only be cut off and I have no intention of releasing you for a while”. “Oh that doesn’t seem fair” Whined T as Cat Woman returned to her case and delved around finally finding what she was looking for and from behind the lid lifted into T’s eyeline a pair of surgical safety scissors. “Oh good girl, you’ve seen sense” stated T with a sigh. “Oh I don’t think so” replied Catwoman stealthily moving back to the bed “its time to see what lies beneath these rather tacky outer clothes” and with that she started to cut around the cuff of T’s right sleeve, leaving the cuff as a form of cushion to the tightly tied cable tie (I’m not a complete bitch though Janet) and starting to cut up the sleeve with a plan to completely remove T’s shirt. “Hey, stop that, this shirt is from the Marks and Spencer “Finest” range” complained T “I think you should stop and untie me I don’t feel very comfortable”. “If you don’t feel very comfortable now, just wait until I have you completely naked and tied to this bed – apart from you shirt cuffs and maybe a couple of inches of sock where your ankle ties are” replied Catwoman. “I’ll shout for help” replied T almost desperately “I imagine that housekeeping woman that bought the champagne can’t be far away – help..HELP SOMEBODY HELP ME” cried out T at the top of his voice. T continued calling out as Catwoman scornfully stared at him and turned back to her suitcase and again after a short rummage returned to sit on the bed besides T’s head. “Bad Mr Businessman, we can’t have all this noise, it will upset the other guests” Scolded Catwoman and with a flourish Janet showed T what she had in one hand, this was half of a large car washing sponge, again purchased from the hardware store “You wouldn’t da…” screamed T as Janet rammed the sponge into his mouth, pressing down firmly until the sponge had reached all the corners of his mouth and was bulging out his cheeks in quite a ridiculous fashion. All Janet could hear was “Mmph, mmphing” and see angry eyes from T. “And to complete the look” said Janet “this” and with that from her other hand T saw Janet furnish a large roll of industrial strength masking tape. “Hold tight Mr Businessman” said Catwoman “time to make your silence a bit more permanent” and with that with a very alarming ripping sound Janet wrapped the masking tape multiple times round T’s lower head trapping the sponge in his mouth.
T started madly thrashing at this point trying to break free of his restraints. “Come on Mr Businessman, you can try harder than that” said Catwoman “come on this Kitty needs to be entertained”. Leaving T thrashing on the bed Janet went into the bathroom and returned with one of the washing flannels. “Time for me not to see those angry eyes anymore” purred Catwoman as she held T’s head and placed the cloth over his eyes and again he heard (But didn’t see) the ripping of the masking tape as it was professionally wound around his head, securing the cloth over his eyes, completely removing his sight. Now to continue skinning this particular trapped animal thought Janet and after a while and a lot of safety scissoring she was looking at a heap of shredded male clothing on the floor and a rather unsightly vision of a completely naked T, apart from his sponge gag, flannel blindfold and cable tie-cuff wrists and cable tie-sock segment ankles along with a quite considerable stiffy. My, he must be into this kinky stuff if he still has a hard on after I’ve trussed him up like this thought Janet, but just as she was thinking this thought she saw in the remnants of his clothing a shiny slither of tinfoil, bending down Janet retrieved a blister pack of tablets and on closer inspection she saw the, we suppose only to be expected wording Viagra – only to be used under safe circumstances. What could be more safer with the recipient securely tied to the bed muffled and with his sight removed chucked Janet.
Just then, there was a knock at the door “Room Service” called out a familiar voice…
Well I’ll leave the story there. I suppose on a bit of a cliff hanger. If anyone would like to offer a way forward I will look forward to reading it. D